A.C.a.B. - The Oppressed

Hanging around with my mates one night

We got in a little fight

Geezer come with a knife in his fist

I got cut along with the wrist said

All cops are bastards

Coppers come up & say what’s the matter with you?

Now they see what we can do

Next thing I knew I was in a cell

All my mates are in there as well

All cops are bastards

I had a court date to plead my case

They had delight at the look in my face

They said we’re gonna put you away

I said all I had to say

All cops are bastards